Blackberry picking is absolutely one of my most favourite things to do in the whole world. Despite the stickiness from all the oozing purple juices, sweatiness from covering up in August and scratchiness from all the prickles, it takes me right back to being a child with nothing else to focus on but getting a pile... Continue Reading →
The (inevitable) pre-Xmas disaster, soothed by cocktails!
Oh, the joys of living in an unrenovated property! Slowly but surely my house is falling apart around us. Just running myself a bath last night before heading out on a fab cocktail tasting evening at The Alchemist and bang, the ceiling in the hall outside the bathroom collapsed. The week before Christmas. Thank god... Continue Reading →